...and now I've got the urge to cut out paper snowflakes again.

[icythroughme]

Uh, why do most of your threads with me end up in 'dramatic pseudo-fights'? You're asking the wrong guy. I'm the snow and fun guy, remember? Snowballs, snowmen, snowbanks...yeah, you know. Even if you get maybe an inch or two if you're luck- hey, don't look at me.

Comments

[moonpowers]

Even if they complain about the snow or the cold, inside they remember that childlike love for it so it makes them quite fond of it all over again.

[icythroughme]

Complaining about it? If anything she's been complaining about the lack of it. Says "how am I supposed to make dubious snow sculptures?" and hoping for a spontaneous localized blizzard. [Shrug.] At least she's not in denial.

[moonpowers]

[ She giggles a little at that. ] Then you are the perfect muse for her, since you are such a talented snow spirit.

[icythroughme]

Uh...thanks. [Just...what. What? Talented? Just...uh. Well.

...

You know. What's this? What's this? There's a compliment over there. What's this? There's clones of him everywhere. What's this? He can't believe his ears he must be dreaming, wake up Jack, this isn't fair, what's this?

Something like that. Fortunately he's not much of a singer and his canon lacks a bunch of dazzling musical numbers in which characters sing what they're feeling - elves with horns aside - so Dear Mun is spared (if only for one more tag) a heartfelt song filled with confusion over compliments, how to react to them, and the general what is this thing called socialization...thing. It's not like he doesn't know what they are. It's just...you know.

...

Hey, check out this subject change.]

So...how 'bout yours?

[moonpowers]

[ if it makes him feel any better, She finds the awkwardness charming. ]

My mun? She loves the snow but she tends to hide from the cold. She is a bit strange.

[icythroughme]

[...not really, but fortunately all of this is incredibly meta and has no longterm ramifications in regards to his dignity. Besides, this is a better topic.]

Sounds it. What, no snowballs or that sort of stuff? She's missing out. [Although...] You don't seem like the type who would.

[moonpowers]

It's always been interesting to me, but I was never allowed to participate.

[icythroughme]

...you're serious? [SO. DEPRIVED.]

[moonpowers]

I'm afraid so.

[icythroughme]

Wow. Okay. Sheltered upbringing or did your folks really not want you to catch a cold? [...or is the outfit incredibly seasonally inappropriate wardrobe for, like, Miami and she's just a really dedicated cosplayer?]

[moonpowers]

Not exactly a sheltered upbringing, but... I had duties to uphold.

[icythroughme]

... [Why is pretty much everyone he meets (aside from the kids) workaholics?] Duties. And you didn't have time to really have...fun?

[moonpowers]

Unfortunately not. But at least this place gives me a second chance to try and have fun.

[icythroughme]

Yeah. [...god, he's supposed to be fun.] And you know what you can do with a second chance? I lost track of the number of snow days I caused, and you really should've seen the look on Bunny's face when I snowed in Easter that one time!

[moonpowers]

What's easter?

[icythroughme]

You don't know what...oh. Oh, I really wish Bunny was here to hear this.

[bubblegirl]

Aren't 'dramatic pseudo-fights' only in Saturday morning cartoons?

[icythroughme]

... [Are they? He has to think about this for a moment. Jack knows that they exist as a thing, having overheard many a kid mention them in between getting pelted by (among other things) snow, but it's one thing to have knowledge of them existing as a...a thing and knowing genre conventions enough to be able to identify tropes. If only Guardians had access to the internet and TV Tropes...although if that were the case he could've been media savvy, spread rumors of his existence online, and made the movie go a lot differently.

...

Probably for the best, the Easter Kangaroo would've been popular among the K-12 set otherwise. Anyway.]

Guess so. I wouldn't know.

[tyrant_flughude]

Pshaw. Dramatic? I'd hardly call that dramatic OR a fight, pseudo or otherwise.

...Unless of course you're talking about something else entirely, in which case I apologise.

[icythroughme]

Nah, although the...mun...wanted me to say that she's trying to think of a reply that doesn't involve the phrase 'with the grace of freshly fallen snow' and can't think of anything. Well, maybe aside from one thing...

[tyrant_flughude]

Oh? It doesn't bother me, but now you've got me curious.

[icythroughme]

Well, I can't just leave you curious.

OH GOD IT JUST KEEPS GOING

[tyrant_flughude]

Ha-hah! I look forward to what you have in mind, Lad.

You should see the turnout when my flist is really bored.

[icythroughme]

Again with the lad. Yeah, look, I know I aged really well, but trust me. I'm older than I look.

[tyrant_flughude]

[YOU ARE TINY BABBY CHILD.

But Valvatorez will humor him, regardless.]

Is that so.

[icythroughme]

Like I said, I aged really well. Haven't changed in years...unless you count the hair.

[tyrant_flughude]

[You're telling this to a Disgaea demon. The main character of the first game in the series looks younger than Jack and is >1,200 years old. Valvatorez himself is (insert some absurd number somewhere in the several thousands).]

Well, ghosts aren't supposed to change, are they?

[icythroughme]

[Yeah, but if Jack hit up Wikipedia and read up on Laharl we'd have him next questioning why the poop those small white snowmen else-world who go hee hoooo are named after him and things would go downhill from there. Some things are better left unknown until he's informed otherwise.]

Generally speaking? Yeah, guess so. It's just...there's gotta be a better descriptor than lad.

[tyrant_flughude]

[What, you don't think introducing Jack to the internet would be a good idea?]

Why's that? It suits you as a young man. [And 'Rascal' is reserved for Emizel, whom he hasn't met yet.]

[icythroughme]

[...hm...Tumblr would be interesting.]

It just seems kind of, uh...underwhelming. You know, there's people out there with awesome titles and then here I am. Lad.

[tyrant_flughude]

[With all that Pitch/Jack fanart?

And don't think much on the nicknames thing, Jack. He calls DEATH 'Rascal.']

Very well, if you feel so strongly about it, what would you rather I call you?

[icythroughme]

[I was more thinking the Jackrabbit tag, but that too.

Anyway, he thinks for a moment.]

Hm. The Raptor. No... [This is obviously a huge pisstake, but he's going to have some fun with it.] Or...wait, I know. Manny McBeefington. Nah...Big McLargehuge?

Excuse me as I choke on my nonexistant drink.

[tyrant_flughude]

[Shipping can be scary, bro.]

Alright, from here on out, I will call you 'Big McLargehuge.' [COMPLETELY EARNEST. THAT NAME IS IN NO WAY SILLY AT ALL. Also, Jack will never escape it now.]

You're excused. Your splutters warm the cockles of my heart.

[icythroughme]

And here I thought you didn't have a sense of humor.